Perth, Western Australia

Monday, March 31, 2008

every one needs to ease up.

butcher, Rome

if everyone was as chilled as this dude, everything would be sweet.
i fkn hate dick heads who have a skin full of piss and start fights. What's the point in going out if you have to constantly watch your back.
one punch killers, sounds pretty lame - but if it wasn't publicised i'm pretty sure the frequency of incidents would decrease.
there are too many ferals in perth who get off on smashing the shit out of some kid, hoping desperately that their fellow breeders down in kwinanna might hear of their endevours at the next day.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

see you later summer.

well, its looks like winter's here.

woke up this moring freezing, with rain blowing through the flyscreen above my bed.
it was one of those nights you lie in bed knowing you didnt put the windows up in your car, but instead assure yourself there is no chance of rain.
how wrong i was.


a kookaburra we ate.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

all time low.

for unbeknown reasons everything seems too fucking hard this week.

my   sleep pattern - fucked
immune system - fucked
drive to succeed - fucked
social life - fucked as a result of mounting assingments

thus, i have posted this entry to change all of said problems, and what better way to do so, than to post one of my favourite photographs ive ever taken.
next week is a new week.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

feed back is god,

so if you like what your seeing/hearing tell me, if you don't.. still tell me.

the comment button is at the bottom of every post, farken youse it aye.

the good old days of pilbara mining.

ant hill, north point camp

old mate in the river bed

jonesy, rolling the snaggers

pynt awake, what a surprise.

Lerista flamicauda

uploading all my old photos to the hard drive this afternoon i came across a few gems.
taken whilst conducting the fauna survey for FMG's rail line from cloudbreak in the south to hedland in the north back in '06/'07.
life was fkn simple then, nothing mattered, everthing was easy and i didnt worry about a thing.
things have changed.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

master and slave, in a photographic sense.


the 580ex mkII arrived today from b&h photo, on 9th street new york.

believe it not, they are far cheaper than honkey sellers on ebay.

so seeing as i dragged my sick arse out of bed to sign for it, i thought i better have a play.


word it you can still trigger a remote slave (in the photos below, a canon 430ex), without the on-camera master firing. i cannot get it to happen. i swear i read the manual 20 times on how to do it, and did everything they said, but it just wont work.

the dog once again became the subject, she a bitch but doesnt complain like a normal one.
she puts up with mutiple full power flashes, and still loves the taste of smooth peanut butter.


Sunday, March 23, 2008

slung as fuck

feel so shit, an evening fraut with drama, has lead me to be bed ridden for the majority of the day...once again 

heres a little track thats been getting alot of airtime here in my room.
from free the robot's self titled ep.

jazzhole - free the robots (right click to download)


Saturday, March 22, 2008

happy birthday pretty boy.


does your mum know you love smokin' things?

Friday, March 21, 2008

thanks jesus.

so yer, jesus is dead.
and we all get a break from uni and work, and have a great big party.
jeez, what a guy.

ive been pretty hungover all day, last night was my first night back on the squirt since january 6th. as a result have done very little other than lie in bed a watch tv.
i have nothing pertinent to say, so i will instead post a few pics and some smooth tracks.


Champs Elysées

Thursday, March 20, 2008

chicks falling over.

was watching chapelle's block party and descided to flick through youtube for some marching band drum line videos.

instead i found this.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

dog cat dick russ.

tonight, dickies old mate, russell came round for pies and 

sweet potato mash, PLUS a couple of sav blancs (bottles).


old mate russell is from london. he worked with the old boy in a few different agencies over east back in the glory days. these days he illustrates for himself, and paints a bit. loves a yarn too.

dicky swin

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indi the pup

i yarned the dog and cat instead, they let me take their photographs, which is all the love i get for cleaning up their shit everyday.

ziggy the pus



one of those days.
was up till 3 this morning building this thing, and as a result have concentrated very little in my 8am visual communication lecture.
instead i have chosen to sift through some photos from last october.
its getting me pretty down, all this uni work i froth on but can't commit to doing. it a whole lot easier to talk about, but putting pen to paper is a different story.
throw in the towel? maybe, but lets be perfectly honest. ive already fucked around for 3 years before this degree - the parties over i spose.

shop front, copenhagen

things that piss me off today.
- gym weapons, dudes who wear lycra skins to "pump iron", hog the equipment and froth on their triceps.
face it mate, your dicks tiny, and 6 sets of 15 reps isnt gonna add another 4 inches.
- lack of plain coloured shorts, its cold in the morning, but hot during the day. thus, shorts are the go, but im over patterns.
- this little arrogant kid in my vis comm tut. enough said, hopefully he reads this and gets the message.
- bubble tea, its awesome, but i feel like the vendors are slightly racist, last week jono and myself waited 20min, wasted 20bucks on scratchies, only to be slung luke warm honey milk sago an mango smoothies by hormone ridden knocked-up slag.

shots from the weekend gone.

pretty crook.

ben and ollie




let this be the first.

what else do you do when you've got about five different assignments due in the next couple of days, but start a blog?

all the cool kids seem to be doing it, so why not jump on the band wagon.
its a whole lot easier than building a website.
try and enjoy it.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

good synth.